"Wait, stinky boy, you still want to do something to me!?" the white-haired old man looked angry with his beard horizontal.

Dong Tu Nan didn't listen to his explanation at all, he still held the sword in his hand, his face was serious, and the aura on his body was no longer restrained, and it completely burst out.

"Look at the sword!" As soon as he shouted, Dong Tunan's footsteps had already taken the first step out, and he directly rushed to the other party's side.

The blade of the sword is still sharp, although his cultivation strength has not yet recovered, but the sword moves he uses are decent, except for the momentum is a few points worse, there is no deviation in other aspects.

Whoosh~

The inside of the dilapidated ancient temple was full of waste, and it was tossed by Dongtunan, and suddenly there were bursts of dust, which filled the air, and choked the pig.

"It's good to come!" Seeing the sword style coming, the white-haired old man was not afraid at all, but continued to move forward a few steps, still picked up the wooden staff in his hand, and met Dong Tunan's sword move.

Clang~

A sharp sound after the metal collision suddenly resounded throughout the ancient temple, and the strong energy brought up by it all pounced on the body of the pickup pig, and it was lifted out in an instant.

Dong Tu Nan slashed down with a sword, without leaving a trace of his hand.

Because he knew in his heart that his cultivation strength had not yet recovered, and the power of his sword style was far less powerful than it was at the beginning. And this strange old man, although he gives people an old and powerless appearance on the surface, his real strength is unfathomable.

This sword, even if he regained his strength and fought hard, it might not be able to pose a threat to him.

Therefore, the reason why Dong Tu Nan is making a big move at this moment and is still swinging his sword to attack like this is purely because of his inner displeasure. This strange old man knocked himself three times and twice, and he had long wanted to find a chance to be ashamed, but now that he has made a move, everything is logical.

But when he really made a move, at the moment when Mo Hanjian was stubbornly blocked by the other party with a wooden staff, he couldn't help but regret it a little.

Because at that moment, he suddenly felt that an inexplicable surging force came back from the sword body, which directly shook his palms numb, and even the meridians felt weak and weak in an instant.

Don't think about it, it must have been caused by the blow of the wooden staff in the hands of the white-haired old man.

Da-da-da-da.

After the sword and the wooden staff collided, Dong Tunan's entire body trembled, and then he stepped back without resistance, and kicked a few steps in a row, before he barely stopped steadily.

"It's so strong......," he coughed lightly, and his eyebrows became solemn as he looked at the white-haired old man.

The palm holding the hilt of the sword was still trembling, and the fierce force generated by the powerful collision just now had already caused him a lot of damage, at least the sword in his hand could no longer be grasped.

Dong Tu Nan is also unable to make a second sword!

"How can this be! am I really too weak......" He slowly lowered his head again, staring at his palms with fierce eyes.

It was obviously full of blood, and the powerful strength directly shook him to the point that his qi and blood were surging, and the source qi in his body could no longer flow normally. It can be said that he is now in a state of breath disorder.

"Hmph! With this little ability, you dare to make a move?" the white-haired old man put down the wooden staff he picked up again, looking calm and light, as if nothing had happened.

"Why are you lying to me!?" Dong Tu Nan didn't bother to argue with him quickly, and asked with a clear goal.

"I never lie!" replied, as he reached out and stroked his white beard.

"You tricked me into collecting 'Morning Dew', 'Night Frost' and White Mushrooms, and you left the Pickup Pig before I went to look for it, just to prevent me from finding White Mushrooms easily. But just now I came back suddenly, which was unexpected, and at the same time, it happened that you were blaming Pickup Pig. Judging from your attitude, it is obvious that you have already known each other for a long time, and the Eight Achievements are that you put it outside in order to deliberately lure me into the bait. Dongtu Nantou analyzed it authentically and sorted out his thoughts little by little.

"Lure you into the bait? You ordinary stinky boy, I went to such great lengths to lure you in, I was full?" the white-haired old man's tone was as stiff as usual, and it sounded rather ugly.

However, although the latter's face was indifferent, the corners of his mouth showed such a subtle and kind color, obviously with a hint of appreciation for Dong Tunan's preliminary analysis.

"Who knows if you're full, and if you do, it's best to die, and everyone will be happy!"

Originally, he still had some praise for Dong Tunan, but when he heard this, the white-haired old man was almost so angry that he ran away directly. Fortunately, his psychological quality is hard enough, and he still slowly stabilized.

"Also, did you let the pickup pig follow me all the time to track my location?

Through all kinds of things, he had clearly guessed that the pickup pig was actually the source beast of this strange old man, and it was not a wild treasure-hunting source beast at all.

But the white-haired old man is obviously an old fox, and even if the old bottom has been poked, he can still maintain a calm demeanor.

I saw that his face was half pale, and he said softly: "I didn't let it follow you all the time, it ran out to play while I wasn't paying attention, and it happened to meet you." ”

Hearing this, Dong Tu Nan was slightly stunned, and then asked: "Leave those things aside for the time being, just tell me that you asked me to find those three things." 'Morning Dew' and 'Night Frost', I've found them all right. But that white mushroom has long ceased to exist in this forest! Why are you still making things so difficult for me?"

The white-haired old man did not deny it, and indirectly acquiesced in his mentality of making things difficult for Dong Tunan, but he still opened his mouth to explain: "White mushrooms are indeed rare, and they are difficult to find in this whole forest, and they can even be said to be rare in the world, and they are endangered species!

"So that's the case......" After listening to the other party's explanation, Dong Tu Nan also felt a little embarrassed, and his heart was full of embarrassment.

"What you said before can help me heal my injuries, and... Does it count... Count?" fell into shame, but he still asked cheekily.

"Naturally, it counts!" the white-haired old man completely regained his usual complexion, and temporarily threw his stern countenance aside, "And I let you go picking white mushrooms, not just for punishment." And just to try their luck and see if they can find some more. It is also an important factor in the treatment of your injuries.

"White mushrooms are an important factor, but what about 'morning dew' and 'night frost'?" asked Dong Tu Nan with a little surprise.

"Of course, it's all for you to heal. At this time, the former's face was already full of red light, and his original old-fashioned face faded, revealing a kind face.

Hearing this, Dong Tu Nan was even more ashamed.

I thought to myself, it turned out that this white-haired old man was not as bad as he seemed on the surface, and the things he asked him to collect turned out to be items used to treat his injuries.

"That's... I haven't found the white mushroom right now, can you... Can you help me heal my injuries?" asked Dong Tu Nan tentatively.

"Do you have white mushrooms?" the white-haired old man asked.

"Nope. ”

"Without white mushrooms, I can't cure your injuries. ”

"I don't, but you have... Just now you said that the pickup pig was eaten secretly. As he spoke, he turned his head again and glanced out the door.

"I do have it, but it's my treasure, and it's extremely rare. After being eaten by Xiaopi, there was not much left. If you want to use my white mushrooms to heal your injuries, then... It's not impossible to ......" said in a deliberately suppressed voice, and the white-haired old man showed a mysterious smile and sold Guanzi.

"Say, what do you want?" Dong Tu Nan is well aware of the common relationship of interests, and since he has something to ask for him, he must have what he needs.

"Hmph, you stinky boy has a bit of a brain, not bad. Without directly answering Dong Tunan's words, the white-haired old man chose to praise him.

"Okay, I can help you treat your injuries, but after the injuries are healed, you have to do something for me!"

"What's the matter?" Hearing that the other party was willing to treat him, Dong Tu Nan's whole person began to get excited.

"Let's not talk about this for the time being, everything will wait until you recover. The white-haired old man said, then beckoned to him again, "Follow me." ”

Dong Tu Nan is skeptical.

However, in the end, he chose to follow, and then walked to the depths of the ancient temple in one breath, that is, the inner room he had seen before, the residence of the strange old man.

As soon as you walk in, you can feel the unique atmosphere inside, as if you have stepped into a shady underground cave, which is completely different from when you entered before.

The gloomy atmosphere was enveloped, and the white-haired old man turned around at this time, and suddenly smiled darkly, his expression was very terrible.

"You kid, are you curious about this place?"

Dong Tu Nan chuckled in his heart, but he didn't expect his thoughts to be seen through by the strange old man.

Ever since he came to this strange forest, he has never figured out that it must be inhabited by birds of prey.

But the reality is that in a huge area, there is not even the most ordinary source beast. The only thing I saw was a pickup pig, and it was raised by this strange old man himself.

In addition, in such a lush forest, why is this one the only piece showing a barren scene? What does this dilapidated ancient temple stand here?

There is also this mysterious and strange old man, who lives here alone, is he really a hermit master?

Thinking of this, Dong Tu Nan no longer hid it, and just as the white-haired old man opened his mouth to talk about this topic, he simply asked him directly to understand.

"That's right, tell me, what the hell is this place!?" A loud voice came out of Dong Tunan's mouth, and in front of him, the white-haired old man looked at him with a complicated expression.

"The Burial Mountains. The white-haired old man didn't sell anything, and said it directly.